Delightfully Drenched

Hi again, various people asked for the older Creamy Sneakers stories, here’s part 1 of Emily’s sneaker adventures, the one that started it all, I wrote back in 2020. Enjoy! 

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It was already getting late. The sound of Emily’s hasty footsteps bounced around in a near empty hallway. Relieved, after she finished her presentation. A schoolday rarely lasted this long. Presenting and promoting her work was but one of the educational perks she had to fulfill, annually.

She couldn’t wait to catch up with Louise and Kimmy to discuss everything and blow off some steam with them after such a day. Her pace quickened. Still full of pep she went on the way to refresh herself after this torment, her head full of things she should have said, answers she should have given.

She had a glance through the window. Luckily it was almost the end of the school year. As she walks further down the hallway Emily’s curly brown hair catches some shimmers of sunlight, shining through the windows. The lush colours brought some enlightenment upon her. The end of spring. Summer was on its way. And so her light and airy dress was playfully flinging around her thighs. Refreshing, after the hot lecture room she just came from. She was glad she’d put on this outfit and felt handsome. Her dress barely covering her freshly shaved and lotioned legs. Certainly how she loved her legs to be, gleaming and well cared for. Her feet, nicely wrapped in some light sneakers. Ready for a nice long summer.

Just as she is about halfway through the corridor, she notices a strange wiggly feeling at her feet. She stops and looks right down.

Two white strings draped upon the floor. She bends over to tie them up again and can’t suppress the urge to keep looking for a while. The sight of her new black shoes is settling in. She bought them some time ago to expand her sneaker collection. Although she already had some other pairs, these new low tops were the perfect shoes to wear at the beginning of summer. For various reasons.

To give herself some extra time to mull over the presentation, she unties her left shoe laces as well. Tidying them up again, nice and tight. Caressing the canvas with her red polished fingernails.

Converse were adorable and wearing them made her feel good.

She already had to do a fair amount of presentations this semester. Standing up for the whole occasion in a fairly hot room made her feet sore every time. Luckily, wearing Chucks is always very comfortable. Emily rises up again.

Wiggling her toes a bit to stretch them and shoveling her bare feet inside the shoes, that’s enough to relieve them. But it also makes her notice it is pretty moist in there. Nice and sweaty actually. An effective way to start taking the newness of of these brand new Chucks. She thinks to herself. Good lord, did she love these kinds of shoes. The look of them excited her, the feeling of them even more. Her bare, moisty feet touching the insides. The canvas gently rubbing her feet. The sound of rubber squeaking as one of the shoes touches the other. Brand new, virginal Chucks.

In the evening hours, the past few days, she couldn’t but spoil herself after wearing these all day. Yes, she definitely was a sucker for sneakers. They made her feel so womanly yet so lewd at the same time. Thinking about them here, remembered her of how all of this began. Emily’s sneaker obsession was lasting for almost a year now. Day in, day out they had been on her mind – and feet. It all started at that party, near the end of last summer. Everything that happened there was still fresh in her mind. That particular evening was her first sexual experience involving sneakers, and it was a lustful one.

Although she still couldn’t imagine it eventually would have lead to this point. She then thought of it as a one-time escapade. But it ignited something inside her, an utter sneaker freak.

Just as she stands there, wandering off, she notices a guy leaning against the wall. He was looking at his phone a moment ago but now he is staring at Emily, with a bit of a dazed look in his eye. A regular guy. Probably in his twenties. Not particularly handsome, but certainly not ugly either. And he is looking at her now. To be precise, he is looking at her feet. His face is pointing down to the Converse covered feet she had just been looking at as well – for a full 2 minutes!

She felt caught, and was shocked for an instant. As if he had been reading her mind, while she was thinking all this... stuff.

After a short while, something slipped through his lips. ‘They’re beautiful on your feet, you know...’ he suddenly said, a bit bamboozled.

Emily feels a small shock going through her body, an unplaceable shivering.

‘...And go well with your dress, I suppose… I mean…’ He stumbled on.

She couldn’t hold the urge to reply immediately, somehow thinking that could resolve this uncomfortable situation. ‘What do you… Uh... What? Are you actually gawking at my new shoes?’ Trying to sound determined, but it actually was kinda cute.

The guy was startled nonetheless.

‘No, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean anything by it.’ Trying to turn away.

But something seemed to shift inside Emily.

‘Hold on.’ A bit insecure and overwhelmed, not really knowing what she’s doing. ‘Hold on and come over here’.

What the hell is she thinking? This guy was lurking at her feet just a moment ago! She should be walking away, and join Louise and Kimmy for a good girls talk! But she couldn’t let this moment fly by casually. Deeply within, she felt a spark. She’s starting to think there could be a positive side to this.

The guy hesitates. 'Uh, What?' A dumb smile on his face.

'Come over here, tell me what you saw just there.'

In her head, all her contradictory feelings are being thrown into a giant blender, and mixed violently.

And it just slips out. ‘Can you tell me, what do you think of my shoes?’

Her inner shame, hiding those naughty sneaker feelings for this long, was slightly dissolving. What happened last summer was the first and the last time she experienced such a thing. She had been keeping her sneaker feelings for herself ever since. But right now, is she giving over to her instincts again?

‘Don’t you have anything to say about them?’

'Well yes, guess... I have...'

The guy slowly comes over, but Emily spots an inner struggle in the way he walks.

Her heart was pounding. Still disagreeing with herself. As he came closer, she thought that his brains must be working crunch time, as much as hers. He stops right in front of her.

A short moment passed.

'Do you think... My shoes are cute?' Emily says with an insecure, but slight tease. How am I doing this?!

’I was admiring them actually... As well as you did, I think.’ He said.

‘Admiring.’ She recites ‘You mean as in craving for them? In a sexual way?’ Why am I bending this to an erotic vibe so quickly?

She encourages herself to come closer to him.

A small step. His cheeks become red.

'Uhm, yes I think so.’ He stumbles. ‘But I didn’t want to offend you in any way.’

Emily stares him in the eye. ‘I don’t care. Do you think these Chucks are sexy on my feet?’

Another step.

He answered quickly. ‘Yes. Quite sexy actually.’

Emily’s inner struggle takes a U-turn. She bends over to his ear, lingers there for a moment, and whispers. ‘I saw you looking over there. I know what you want to do with them. You wish to touch them. Feel them. Caress all sides of them. Feel my warm feet through the canvas.' And looks him straight in the eye.

His face is turning even more red, but there’s a subtle smirk too.

Emily looks down. Yes, there it is. A little bulge in his pants. It had been there for the last few minutes, but now she took a good look at it. She never did something like this before, but felt pretty pumped. Her feet were getting warmer now.

For a brief moment she again becomes aware of her Chucks pressing against her bare feet. Considering these conditions, Emily feels a little tingle between her legs as well. This same feeling she normally has alone, at home, is here and now.

The guy is still embarrassed. ‘Uhm… I have to go now.’

‘No, you come with me.’ She says, and grabs his hand.

This roller coaster was over the slope and started to make speed.

She firmly walks back the way she came earlier. Pulling this rather perplexed guy with her. The lecture room must be empty by now, and I still have the key.

The sound of quick steps filling the hallway. Squishy Converse soles tapping the University’s floor.

‘I’m not going to let this opportunity slip away.’ She says to him. ‘I’d like you to keep it hard please, or make it even harder.’

She was serious about this. This is going to happen, right now.

He doesn’t know what to say, probably still overwhelmed by what’s happening.

They’re getting closer. Just one corner. We didn't encounter anybody so far.

‘Can you do that for me?’ Emily asks, with a slight sigh. ‘I need it hard, my Chucks need it…’

She’s going all slutty now, but she means it, determined to do this. She’s craving for it. She pushes the door open. Not a soul in sight. Drags him inside and locks the door.

There they are, all alone. A sea of possibilities. Her panties already soggy.

‘Ok, you can take your pants off now, I want to see what’s going to drench them.’ She demands. Her tone has already changed a bit.

He obeyed. Without hesitation he lets his pants fall on his ankles, and drops his underwear right after.

High-score. Emily thinks. A nice throbbing cock is pointing straight up to the roof of the lecture hall. Pre-cum already seeping out. He tries to encounter her.

But Emily gently pushes him backwards and he’s forced to sit down on one of the desks. She’s in control over here.

She grabs a chair, puts it in front of him and sits down. ‘So you want to have some fun big boy?’

His cock is still pulsating, right in front of her face.

‘You are mine now.’

His cock seems to respond with a couple of twitches, having a hard time keeping a hold of himself

‘This is going to be legendary.’

Emily spreads her legs to allow herself to lean forward, the toes in her Chucks pressing down on the floor firmly. Compressing the fabric and squeezing the rubber. Her face is going closer and closer.

She opens her red lips. ‘Let’s have a taste of you first.’

Her breath stroked his throbbing dick. Warm damp air flowing around it. The skin on his cock all shiny and ready. Impatiently twitching, Finally, she greedily folds her lips around the top of his dick. Warm and salty, but delicious anyway. A slight moan escapes from him.

She thoroughly starts thrusting her head back and forth. Getting into a rhythm. Her Chucks making squeaky noises on the wooden floor as she did.

Her moisty feet are eagerly using the little space they have left inside her shoes, tightly rubbing the canvas inside. She keeps going.

‘Damn this is good.’ He said.

She keeps wrestling her tongue around him. Licking his balls. She’s gulping that cock. And he’s definitely enjoying it.

Somewhere during this sloppy mess she manages to get a few words out. ‘You’re not going to spray already don’t you?’

While she grabs the top of his cock and starts rippling her tongue along the shaft.

‘We’ve got a long way ahead of us, my Chucks are craving for cum!’

A long and slow lick from bottom to top. Gently manoeuvring her tongue from his balls, passing his shaft again, straight to the summit. And releases.

’I can’t hold it any longer.’

Emily lets herself drop back into the chair. In the same movement she flings her legs up in the air. Landing them on his thighs. The bottoms of her Converse are pressing on his bare skin. Cold at the first touch.

‘These Chucks have never been so close to a cock before.’ Emily teases.

‘Oh… I’ve been fantasizing for a long time about this, you know.’ He says.

She’s not doing this for him though. He could be anyone. Her only objective is to get as much cum covering her Chucks as possible. She didn’t even know his name. And she didn’t care.

‘I want you to touch them.’ She moans while she slowly starts to shuffle her shoes up his thighs. Higher and higher, closer and closer to his cock. The cool sole rubber caressing his skin, slowly warming up.

He grabs her feet tightly without hesitation and rubs them firmly. The exquisite feeling of all the soft materials, warmed by her feet. His cock flinches.

He could have a good view between my legs now. She thinks and pulls up that breezy dress of hers a bit. Exposing her little panties, bathing in her body fluids right now.

‘Oh you're soaking wet!’

She doesn’t stop shuffling up her damp Chucks up his legs.

‘Oof…this is so challenging’ he hums. He takes his hands off her feet so he can lean backwards. Getting in a more comfortable position.

A sign I'm doing a pretty good job. She thinks to herself.

Her brand new sneakers are almost reaching their destination... Emily makes a move. The look on his face changes, filled with desire. The feeling of it must have caused it. Or the idea that his long-lasting fantasy was finally being fulfilled. She definitely had gone a step further. A firm pressure. Rubber to throbbing skin, veins racing underneath. The sole of her right shoe was now pressing firmly on his dick. Casually wavering, changing the pressure in a pleasant rhythm. Squeezing his cock between her shoe and his belly.

He quivers, his cock trembles. More precum.

‘This is starting to look a bit like an actual shoejob does it not?’ Emily says as her other shoe is rubbing his balls as well now.

Gently the Converse toe cap massages his testicles in that same rhythm. She keeps going and closes her eyes. Absorbing the moment. The rhythm of her feet and the thought of how the rubber was stroking his sensitive skin. It was hypnotising. Nicely rubbing with the right and rotating with her left sneaker. Stimulating him. His dick throbbing. His eyes closed as well. This could last for an eternity.

But she is overlooking her actual goal here.

Well, this is certainly a path to achieving it but more action is required. A craving for cum.

She rotates her ankles and shifts her shoe to the side of his cock. A plan, that she had running around in her head for a while, came up. I’m going to give him a proper shoejob now. And she definitely knew where she was aiming for. The so-called ‘Sneaker embrace’ technique she once fantasized about. Pressing both the soles of your shoes together, sandwiching his cock in between. Perfect moment to try this out.

Still pressing his cock firmly with her right sneaker, she starts to travel her left foot upwards as well. Down from his balls, slowly stroking the entire length of his cock with her Chucks. She places the sole of her left shoe to the side of his cock. Both of the soles are pointing to each other now, like a mirror is between them.

‘The look on your face is priceless.’ She says with a smile, biting her tongue. Just as Emily presses both of her soles tightly in each other's direction. Something emerges.

It wasn’t really a spray, nor a sprinkle. More like a mellow volcano, gently and silently erupting from the tip of his manlyhood.

Jackpot.

'Oh, you sweetheart...' Emily moans with a teasing but cute tone.

His cloudy white lava starts to trickle down.

‘My soft ankles are ready to receive now. So much tension you couldn’t hold it, could you?'

He doesn’t say anything. The cum starts streaming down the rubbery toe caps, leaving a slimy trail. On it’s way for a trip down her pristine Chucks.

'Oh, that’s so adorable' She says. ‘This load has been in there for long, it’s so creamy!’

Meanwhile she slowly keeps kneading his cock with her shoes. Pushing more of the liquid out.

'But well, I must say this is actually kind of weak, you know...' Rising her voice in a teasing manner.

One by one her Chucks’ eyelets fill up with cum as it continues to run further down. Emily’s shoelaces start to get wet along the way, as the soft fabric greedily soaks it in where the eyelets are filling up. Seeping through those eyelets, some cum already touches some small parts of her skin.

'You’re not going to get away with this poor amount of jizz boy. Me and my Chucks are not done with you yet.' She says.

Streams of runny seed are descending down the sides of her sexy sneakers. Passing the gorgeous contours of her small womanly feet. A first, small drip touches her ankle and clutches itself between the skin and the knitted canvas of her shoe rim. Nice and warm.

'I’m going to keep myself clinged around you...'

More juice is running along her shoe's tongue and the Converse ankle lines. Wetting up the knitted rim.

'...until there is at least an inch of cum covering the inside of my Chucks.'

The door rumbled. Emily looked at him.

‘Did you lock it?’ He asked. He didn’t get the chance to recover from this spontaneous eruption.

‘I hear voices, they’re coming in at any moment now.’

Emily smiled. She pulled him up on his legs. As fast as they could they hid behind the nearest desk.

‘Be silent now boy, we don’t want to be discovered don’t we?’

Somebody entered the lecture room. ‘I swear it must be here somewhere!’ A second voice. ‘Where were you seated? Let’s start looking there’.

Emily didn’t dare to take a look. She and him crouched behind the desk. Instead she looked him in the eyes and turned a naughty look on her face.

‘No reason to stop, right?’ She whispered.

He was laying on his back. Without hesitation she grabbed his cock, softly massaging.

‘No stop! They’re going te hear us. He whispered.

‘Shhh…’ She shuffled herself on top of him. Spread his legs and took a seat between them. ‘Be silent Cummyboy.’ She pressed her left foot onto his mouth. The shiny rubber, still covered with cum, now pressing his lips. ‘Your juicy dick has to show me some more.’ His cock was sliding through her soft hands.

‘I’m sure this is where I had them last!’ ‘Look everywhere, they can’t be far away.’

Both her feet were on his face now. Softly caressing his face with the rubber. The laces tingling his face. He sticks his tongue out. Starting to lick, cautious at first, but quickly greedily licking the soles. Long strokes, making them all shiny.

‘Oh yes, be sure to leave the cum untouched, I need those stains to be there.’ Emily felt a spark going through her body. The tension, yet the power of a guy licking her shoes. People in the same room, unaware of their presence. How long would it take before they’d be discovered?

‘Maybe over there.’

‘I’ll take a look.’

Emily continued stroking his cock. Rotating her hands. But footsteps were nearing their direction. Time to make it quick.

‘Untie them. Now.’

He looked at her, surprised. But started to untangle her drenched Chucks nonetheless. Emily looked behind her back.

‘Please, I need my Chucks creamed up so badly.’

He hurried.

‘What are you waiting for?! Pull them off my feet!’

‘Did you leave them on the desk you think?’

‘Maybe, I’ll take a look.’

Emily became really nervous now. This is now or never. I don’t care what happens afterwards I need these Chucks filled up.

‘Quick!’

He pulled her shoes off, her moisty, bare feet were revealed. Shiny red toenails reflected a glint of light. He was dumbfounded for a moment. Grooling over her shiny feet. Letting the fact that he holds her fresh but moisty Converse in his hands, soak in. And she, still jerking him off. Continuously speeding up the rhythm.

‘Those damn keys, I’d swear I left them over here.’ The footsteps ebbed away again. Emily grabbed one of the shoes.

‘I said quick.’ First thing he knew she slid her shoe over his cock. Still warm and sweaty. She saw him shudder, grabbed the laces and tightened them up. Now thrusting her dampy sneaker faster and faster. His cock was sliding along all of the insides. All the soft materials her feet had been rubbing along all day long. The look on his face was unearthly. Emily couldn’t hold it herself either. Driven by passion and a desire of cum she felt sparkles through her whole body.

‘I want you to blow out your biggest load yet.’ She moaned silently. ‘This feels so good…’

Emily heard the door closing again. They were alone again. At that same moment he groaned.

‘It’s like my cock... is in heaven right now.’

‘Oh yes it is, fill them up, fill them!’ She bent over and stuck out her tongue. Licking and thrusting her Converse shoe back and forth. Making little strings of stickiness between her mouth and the white rubber toe cap.

And there it was.

‘Oh my…!’ His second load within 10 minutes.

‘Oh yes, let it loose my boy, spray it all inside my little Chucks. Fill them up!’

And so he did. She saw his body shudder and pulsate.

Filling up the first shoe. Emily quickly switched between shoes to give them both what they needed.

‘Pump it! More, more!’

It seemed like gallons of cum filled both her Chucks up.

‘Guess that inch is really going to get there, yum!’

Eventually he seemed to be finished. Pumped his balls empty. Emily’s new Chucks were completely drenched.

‘Oh… I can’t wait to put them on again.’

He was still laying on the floor. She stood up and slid both her bare feet back in her shoes. A sloshy sound.

‘Oh… this is heaven indeed.’ Creamy warm cum wrapped around her feet. A liquid layer between her naked skin and the drenched canvas.

‘I’m going now.’ She walked. ‘Thanks for the juice, maybe I’ll need it again some time. I’ll let you know.’ And she winked.

Leaving him there, drained. And with this delightful drench, these fairly new Chucks had lost their virginity.

Emily proceeded to a nice afternoon with Kimmy and Louise. Still wearing her totally filled up Chucks, she arrived home that evening. Had a fun fingery night on her own and woke up the next morning, her wet shoes still on her feet...